“I know I shall die. I’m cold; I’m wet; I’m starving to death. I’ve walked a thousand miles today, and they have done nothing but scold me from morning until night. And because I could not find that last thing the cook sent me for, they would not give me any supper. Some men laughed at me because my old shoes made me slip down in the mud. I’m covered with mud now. And they laughed. Do you hear?”
This made me feel lonely my heart felt heavy. I felt her loneliness. That feeling of being rejected and taken for granted just because she is poor. She did her best to be polite but to no avail.
